Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bhutan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lou Reed & Metallica to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dark Day,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mummies,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ken Boothe,
Jacob Miller,
Freddie Wadling,
Shuggie Otis,
10cc,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
kango's stein massive,
Motorama,
Section 25,
John Lydon,
LL Cool J,
Rites of Spring,
Desert Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Beau Brummels,
Black Flag,
Sight & Sound,
Mars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arab on Radar,
Moss Icon,
Half Japanese,
Dennis Brown,
Funky Four + One,
Icehouse,
Accadde A,
Buzzcocks,
Television Personalities,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry's Kids,
Zero Boys,
cv313,
The Mojo Men,
Television,
Khruangbin,
Carl Craig,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Y Pants,
Camouflage,
Susan Cadogan,
Peter & Gordon,
The American Breed,
The Associates,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Massinfluence,
the Slits,
Black Pus,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.